The Divine Fla stage origin essence was far from enough to et his cultivation needs. Xu Qing raised his head, sweeping his gaze across the battlefield. His eyes glimred with a cold light as they locked onto a distant clash.
That was the battle between the peak Divine Platform and the peak Quasi Immortal.
It was a life-and-death battle between the commanders of both sides.
The Divine Platform peak god exuded overwhelming divine energy, Its divine arts capable of reshaping heaven and earth, causing the winds and clouds to change color.
The origin essence It emitted… was extrely enticing.
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed. He transmitted his voice to the clay fox and Little Shadow before his figure flickered. Instead of charging directly toward the clash, he veered in the opposite direction, diving into the chaos of the battlefield.
Monts later, the clay fox released anomalous substances that enveloped Xu Qing, causing the immortal aura on Xu Qing's body to gradually dissipate and be replaced by anomalous substances.
This was the concealnt of his aura.
Little Shadow quickly returned and used its body to conceal Xu Qing.
This was the concealnt of the body.
At the sa ti, Xu Qing's Space-Ti Ordinance also fluctuated and covered his entire body.
This was the concealnt of the soul.
Through all these thods, he gradually reduced his presence.
In the end, he unknowingly… disappeared from the battlefield.
As the two leaders clashed, their battle reached its critical climax. Both the Quasi-Immortal peak commander of the Nianlin Army and the Divine Platform peak god unleashed attacks of unparalleled ferocity, each move carrying devastating intent.
The Divine Platform peak god's goal was clear—to escape. Whether to shift the tide of battle elsewhere or to withdraw entirely from the battlefield, achieving either would serve their overarching purpose.
In stark contrast, the Quasi-Immortal commander's aim was to forcefully pin down the god.
The battlefield had already begun tilting in favor of the cultivators, and as long as this Divine Platform peak god was held in check, the final victory would soon be within reach.
As such, the battle between the two sides was naturally tragic.
They almost exchanged injuries for injuries.
The air erupted with deafening booms as divine arts and immortal techniques collided, each strike filling the heavens with blinding flashes and surging waves of destructive energy. The surrounding void roiled with tempestuous winds as the two figures clashed relentlessly, their injuries worsening with every exchange.
They even used their trump cards.
The Divine Platform peak god's trump card was the extre eruption of Its divine authority, forming a white sun.
However, what it emitted wasn't heat but extre cold and death.
In fact, upon closer inspection, one could see countless pained faces on the sun. They let out heart-rending cries and their expressions were all distorted.
While both sides were fighting, a hidden figure was silently approaching.
Closer and closer.
Soon, the distance between them had reached 10,000 feet.
However, at that mont, the Divine Platform peak god whose upper body was in human form and lower body was ford by black fog suddenly turned Its head, Its eyes revealing coldness.
As It raised Its right hand, It actually split the trump card It was using into two, turning it into two pale suns.
One blocked the commander of the Nianlin Army, while the other changed its direction and suddenly landed on a battlefield 10,000 feet away.
Everything happened too quickly.
In an instant, the terrifying white sun directly appeared 10,000 feet away and erupted.
The white light swept out, shattering the void, collapsing the laws, distorting everything.
This also included the figure who was forced out from hiding in that area.
It was Xu Qing.
He tried to resist but it was useless. This eruption of the divine authority from a peak Divine Platform was incomparably terrifying. Wherever the white light passed, it shattered everything.
Xu Qing's figure rapidly distorted. In the blink of an eye, his badly mangled body began to shatter.
At the critical mont, determination appeared in Xu Qing's eyes. His soul left his body and retreated, wanting to avoid the danger. However, almost at the instant he retreated, many gods rushed over from all directions.
They headed straight for Xu Qing.
They attacked with all Their strength.
A rumbling sound rose into the sky and spread in all directions, attracting the attention of a large number of people.
Under the gaze of both sides, Xu Qing's soul shattered and collapsed like his body!
This scene caused the eyes of Zhou Zhengli and the others to instantly turn red. They let out heart-rending roars and actually rushed over from different directions.
Little Shadow also appeared, emitting crazy emotions as it pounced toward the peak Divine Platform.
At the sa ti, the clay fox with the sa madness in Her eyes pounced over. She transford into divine light and rushed toward the peak Divine Platform.
anwhile, the Nianlin Army commander seized the mont, unleashing a powerful immortal art. A crimson moon erged, casting waves of red light across the battlefield. The light transford into countless scarlet moths, eerie and chilling, as they surged toward the Divine Platform peak god, descending like a suffocating tide.
In an instant, the battlefield was bathed in blood-red brilliance, the sky filled with fluttering scarlet moths, and the heavens radiated an ominous glow.
A profound sense of mortal peril arose in the heart of the Divine Platform peak god.
Fixing Its gaze on the Nianlin Army commander and the swarm of scarlet moths, It retreated rapidly. Its hands struck Its body multiple tis, activating a secret technique.
In an instant, Its body withered, exuding an aura of frailty—this was the price of the secret art.
Yet, this sacrifice ignited Its latent potential, concentrating Its power into Its core. A radiant white light began to rise from Its form, as though It was transforming into a blazing sun.
At this mont, the god was at Its weakest, but It knew the vulnerability would only be temporary. As long as It completed Its transformation, It was confident It could deal a severe blow to the Nianlin Army commander.
Though this transformation would further deplete Its vitality, it would create an opportunity and precious ti to escape the battlefield.
Now, as the dazzling white light intensified, the sun within Its body was on the verge of replacing Its divine form.
However, at this mont, a shocking change suddenly occurred!
The empty void behind It suddenly wrinkled like paper, revealing ripples.
These ripples rapidly spread out and enveloped the sky, causing the color of the sky to change.
It was the fluctuations of space!
That was the flow of ti!
That was the overlapping of ti and space!
A hand that was holding an iron stick suddenly stretched out from the overlapping of ti and space in an incomparably quick and bizarre manner!
It appeared in front of the neck of the peak-stage Divine Platform god who was in a weak state!
With incredible speed, pinpoint accuracy, and a masterful technique, the hand slashed the god's neck with a sharp, rciless slash.
The stick's glead coldly as it tore through divine skin, sliced through flesh, severed divine bones, and pierced cleanly through to the other side.
In that mont, the sound of a bell echoed—soft yet chilling—like a funeral dirge, resonating with grim finality.
The scene was utterly abrupt. Even though the Divine Platform peak god realized what was happening, there was no ti left to retaliate or evade.
The iron hand was exceptionally sharp, crafted from extraordinary material, and the hand that held it contained a terrifying amount of power.
Most importantly… the one who struck was equally formidable in cultivation, not far from the god's level.
They were certainly qualified to face the god head-on in combat.
Such a person launching a surprise attack was devastatingly effective!
In the next instant, the god's eyes widened. As the world spun, the god saw Its own body being consud by the scarlet moths summoned by the commander of the Nianlin army's immortal art.
In an instant, Its body had no head!
Divine blood erupted from the neck, spewing into the sky, rging with the crimson mist!
Its torn divine soul was cleaved by the iron stick, split in two.
The scarlet moths enveloped the divine body completely, burrowing into the flesh and annihilating everything.
And in the god's current perception, everything was rapidly fading away.
But what was fading was not the body—it was the head!
Its head was being carried by a hand that was moving rapidly!
Amidst Its blurry consciousness, It finally saw the person holding Its head.
It was a youth wearing a black robe that was tainted by divine blood. He had purple hair and a handso appearance.
His gaze was extrely cold.
It was… the corpse looter he had killed earlier!
"You…"
A hoarse voice rang out from Its mouth. Just as the voice echoed, the next instant, the seal arrived.
Its world turned pitch-black.
The battlefield instantly fell silent.
In the air, Xu Qing's figure that was walking away with the head raised seed to have frozen in place and had beco the center of attention.
Previously, what was destroyed was Xu Qing's other self in another space-ti. It was also his cover. Now, what appeared was his main body.
At that mont, in the sky, under the shock of the gods and the cultivators, Xu Qing stopped and raised the head high in the air.
He didn't say a word.
Behind him was the red glow of the moon.
Cheers soon rang out from the battlefield.
After that… the army of cultivators was like a torrent. With an overwhelming force, they destroyed everything and drowned the gods.
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